Go when the morning shineth,
Go when the moon is bright;
Go when the day declineth,
Go in the hush of night;
Go with pure heart and feeling,
Cast earthly thoughts away,
And in thy chamber kneeling,
Do thou in secret pray.

Remember all who love thee;
All who are loved by thee;
Pray, too, for those who hate thee,
If any such there be.
Then for thyself in meekness,
A blessing humbly claim;
And link with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's Name.

But if 'tis e'er denied thee
In solitude to pray,
Should holy thought come o'er thee,
When friends are round the way--
E'en then, in silence breathing,
The spirit, rais'd above,
Will reach the throne of glory,
Of mercy, truth, and love.

When'er thou pin'st in sickness
Before His foot-stool fall;
Remember in thy gladness,
His love who gave them all.
Oh! not a joy or blessing
With this we can compare,
The power which He has given,
To approach His throne in prayer.

Amen.